In my daily correspondence with Buccino, I currently dubbed myself as "Boring Girl" because of my typical i-do-nothing-important daily routine. As much as I would like to delude myself into thinking that my life is incredibly interesting, I know better to think so. Most of the time, my typical day would be so uninteresting that I surprise myself ( Read more... )

Sometimes I feel that if I become a tad bit more cerebral than what I am now I am going to start losing my fascination with people and things. I fear that I might wake up one day and figure out the patterns to people's predictabilities.

Or maybe this is the reality that growing up brings: the realization that everything just depends on one thing ( Read more... )

01. Somebody made me sign a contract that states that I agree to write something everyday. While I do not have the time to actually do that, I suppose it is a welcome challenge to preserve all the almost profound ideas that pass me each day.

02. All the writing that I will do actually just means that I am piling fragments of compelling thoughts and ( Read more... )

01. I like watching people gratify themselves when they write or when they talk about themselves extensively as if it were a graceful ballet performance we would all enjoy watching. I like knowing that people are conscious of the eyes looking at them. More so, I like seeing them fumble as they make a joke of themselves and assume that when they ( Read more... )

I have a problem with the articles in Rogue magazine because, although they are undeniably well-written, they are written in that brevity that makes you think like they are short of space.

I applaud them for esoteric articles that appeal to the "intelligent" mass but must they always write in the fashion that seems hurried and deficient?

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I have so many things to tell you. I have yet to find the time.

So here, have a picture:


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You know it's going to be a bad story when it starts with "There was this girl." You know it's going to be something you will regret hearing after his voice trails off and he starts trying to form words too big for him--words too big for anyone, for that matter ( Read more... )

I tried searching for famous ichthyologists, wondering whether there are celebrities who like fish--not as sushi, thank you very much ( Read more... )

I am afraid for those people whose parents have sheltered them from little pains. I fear for them the moment some blinding heartbreak comes for them and nobody has ever taught them how to take in each wave of surging sadness. They might get drowned and this is one sea that they have not learned to swim ( Read more... )